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Five Sticks Burning smolders with Roach-esque shimmers laced with
faintly organic rhythm accents. Sweeping high tones and bass burbles further adorn the track.
Other drifts spread across Urban Inititaion, sparkling with tinkling
ceramic shards and scattered percussion. I'm not sure where the "urban" factor comes in, as the shapelessly lovely stream seems to be too vast to be confined in any mere human territorial patterns. The billowing cloud surface of Dawn Prey is scratched and texturized by metallic scrapes, clanks and intermittently drizzly ethnic
effects, while distant flute passages trace the airwaves.
Strangely organic textures permeate Rust on the Blade, a
12-minute-plus slice of quietly seething atmospherics; somewhat eerier perhaps, with shrill strands cutting through the otherwise generally serene soundscape. A nearly orchestral sheet of flute-laced ephemera gently wafts over the surface of Feldspar and Mica (3:23). Accents occur in the form of twinkles, thumps, and occasional bass drones.
Darker moods hang over A Road from Somewhere (14:47), leading the
listener to a desolate place of somber loveliness. With undeniable beauty, powerful squalls and rumbling lows are contained within a rolling bank of soundclouds which shadow the sonic flatlands beneath.
Equally amorphous and similarly free of percussive textures, Lighthouse in the Firmament emits electron beams which stream through a somewhat turbulent sky. Higher tones are buffeted by densely boiling atmospheres. Primitive beats and the clattering bones and stones form a rocky valley floor over which the synth tones of Badaraca soar, majestically welling up into skyward towers of sound, then receding into thinner mists. Like the sun sinking below a craggy horizon, Rendezvous at the Crossroads closes the disc; silky electronic strands are underscored by textural elements in yet another convergence of the pretty and the gritty.
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